Abdul Zanabli Novels & Stories

He took on all cases involving gangs and prostitutes and was good at spinning a lie to get people off the charges. “Which ADA got the case?” “It’s looking like it’s going to fall with Evelyn Ward.”

Zach cut straight to the chase. Ice nodded solemnly, pulling up the high-definition recording from the parking structure. "This is the footage my tech team pulled. I've already deployed a surveillance detail to track him, so it's only a matter of time before we pinpoint his location and find a lead on the mastermind. According to the intelligence I gathered, his name is Allen Patricio. He's a wanted hitman with three active counts of murder on his record. He's been successfully evading federal law enforcement for years, which heavily implies he's operating under the protection of someone with deep pockets and immense political leverage."

Farhan cut his call and turned to them. “Any new information on the incident?” Farhan asked Zeba the senior officer who was wearing a matching scarf with her blue police uniform. “We have confirmed the identities of the kidnappers,” Zeba replied and showed Farhan her tablet. Ismail got up and stood next to Farhan. On the tablet was the image of the man who kidnapped Sikandar and Ayesha, “the main culprit is Sahil Azhar Qureshi, a slave trader. He can control fire and make people fall asleep. He likely targeted Sikandar because of his karamats, which many slavers would be interested in.”

“Thank you, your Honor, ladies, and gentlemen, we will show that these two brothers Noah and Caleb Reza not only abducted, tortured one of their wives, but also murdered the other wife because they thought they found out who they really were. Who are they you ask? They are the sons of Victoria and Julio Reza of the Reza drug cartel. For almost a year now Hanna Reza the ex-wife of Noah Reza the woman that was abducted, tortured and who knows what else by Caleb Reza Noah Reza’s brother has been living in fear that she will end up like Caleb Reza’s wife Lacy Reza dead. We need to put a stop to this drug cartel once and for all and putting these two evil men in prison is the start of it. Thank y

He had zero reasons to do that. My mother and I strongly believe his death was staged to look like a suicide. I promised myself and her that I would get this enemy at all cost. Even if it had to cost my life. We got to the K-clubhouse and I walked in to meet the manager I put in charge. “Alpha Kilhan. What a pleasant surprise.” She uttered with a grin. She wasn’t expecting to see me since I had just been there the previous night. “That lady from last night. Do you know who she is?” I asked, and she shook her head.

"They make the best caramel latte I've ever tasted. Plus, Keia is a lovely girl. She runs a small business. It's important to support small businesses." Gelo attaches the silencer to his gun and points it at the opium dealer's head. "I can't argue with that." Killing using our supernatural abilities is now outdated. But I still use it if someone in my realm attempts to murder me. My enemies have been there for quite some time trying to find the perfect moment to kill me. But I was born ready. Before they could touch a strand of my hair, their heads already rolled on the ground. "Don't kill him. Let him inform his buddies what happens when you violate my rules. Just dump him in an alley. I do

And in his pocket, a note burned like a prayer. Target: Zane Knightly Objective: Neutralize. No witnesses.

I was wearing my best black skinny jeans, a white, short-sleeved crop top and white sneakers so a pretty basic outfit. I turned around, seeing his silhouette walking through the darkness. I waited for him to move a little more into the light before saying anything, "Good morning." He looked surprised at first but he shook it off, "Good morning." he replied as he walked around the kitchen Island to the fridge.

I would know to kill her after that moon had passed. “Ezra…” Lia asked, frowning when she saw my probably shocked expression. Killing was something that I was used to. But my humanity often prevented me from seeing it as something normal, and losing Derek was losing a major weapon for me. I would have somehow known how to get past this without much damage. The man, being the man’s beta, must have known a lot more than we would ever know. But this was now not something that I could consider. “Killian killed him.” I said, throwing a knife on the floor. “He fucking slaughtered the man.”

“Do you know Zaidan?” Eliot asked. “Zaidan Silva, from Arizona City?” "Yes him". I quickened my steps towards the city. Eliot forcefully inhaled my question and answered. "I know." His voice had a glimmer of fear. “Mr Zaidan Silva, from Arizona, has a very special presence. To be more precise, his family has a very special reputation! Madam President, people in our industry are not familiar with Zaidan, but rumors about him are rampant, speaking of his prompt and ruthless way of doing things.”